1. My home: When I do the whole home making thing, I try to make a list and stick to it. However, without a doubt every time I clean my apartment, I am half way through with the dishes when I think that I really do need to clean the litter box, so I do that, and then it reminds me to clean the bathroom. On the way from the cat's bathroom to our bathroom I realize that laundry really should get done, so I throw a load in the washer located in our creepy basement. As I return the extra quarters to our little quarter holder on our dresser, I think that I need to reorganize the top of the dresser. So I have half-clean dishes, half-clean bathrooms, a load in the washer that I will inevitably forget until I head to bed, and an organized dresser.
2. My work: Do not even get me started! If I did not have my crackberry, I would get fired. I have my hands is a trillion projects and they barely get completed. It's not that I get tired of them or give up on them, I literally will be typing an email and think that I really should get a start on a report. Halfway through the report I remember the ten people I need to call. Halfway through my call list, I think of some random thought that makes me start writing the agenda for my team supervision meeting. I do pride myself on getting projects and reports completed on time with high quality, but I feel like I run myself ragged in the process.
3. My play: I have about three half finished baby blankets currently in my living room. I blame this on the fecundity of my Sunday school class and office mates, though - not on my adult ADD. Another piece of evidence, and the initial inspiration for this post, is the lack of skin on my knees currently. I was running this morning with Becky - we had headed out to do a test run of the half marathon course - and I was watching my steps quite closely. Then I heard a train, and what do I do? I turn my head to look for the train, even though it really doesn't matter where the train is because it does not impact my life. Not too seconds after turning my head I am plummeting to the ground, looking like a complete idiot. Now I have two skinned knees and a little less pride.
I eagerly await advice on how to overcome this disorder without the use of stimulants : )
1 comment:
I'm sorry bout your knees. :(
On the cleaning thing, what has helped me tremendously is a daily schedule. It sounds way to sheduled, I know, but it keeps me on track. I used to go from project to project to project, and knowing what specific task has to be done each day keeps me in line.
Also, scheduling those daily/every other day tasks - like knowing that you'll always clean the litter box once the dishes are done. Or that you'll always pick up the den after you've cleaned the litter box.
One other thing that's helped me tremendously is a "lost stuff" bin - it's just one of those collapsable hampers from Target. As I'm cleaning one room, I put everything that needs to go elsewhere in that bin. That way, I don't go off to put something away, and end up working on another project in a totally different room.
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